08-28-2017, 07:25 AM
She spoke, her boice deep for a female, almost baratone. "I am Night." She said, her voice slightly brash. Her eyes flitted between the three males. She walked closer now, her wntire body in a monotone expression. Her eyes glinted like shards of ice from her surrounding black coat. These two stallions seem to know something she doesn't small spurts of silence in the conversation. She draws came to a stop were she could comfortably keep all three in site, not close in many forms, but closer than before. When she stopped she stood in an almost bored position, the only thing dofferent was the position of her great head, raised up, her eyes calculative and watching. She didnt offer any more, her ears at lax, and body not tense at all. She looked slightly like a glacier, large and unmoving.